About The Malt House

A keen amateur photographer and wordsmith, I love the countryside and all that it contains. I live in rural South Shropshire, on the border between England and Wales. I enjoy travel, reading, writing, landscape photography and music.

Matthew was a bit of a square but he was besotted with Crystal and all her facets. She was a true diamond. Bright and beautiful, she was always straight with him. They’d met at a Circus – she was a … Continue reading →

The birch tree stands there, centre stage, in crimson, gold and purple sage. She flutters, then in windy flurry, her burlesque show begins to scurry. Swaying now in stiffening breeze, her branches shimmy, dance, then tease. Now, revealed in all … Continue reading →